"Spilled Over" genre: Rock
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	our first real song. long since been wildly reworked. take a peek.
	CD: The Ladder EP (2003)   Label: N/A Credits: Lyrics by Jon / Music by Atherton / Inspiration by God
	Lyrics Making His way up the hill, carrying His cross Suffering pain, torment, humiliation, counting no loss The death of an innocent man Still something I don't understand Hung upon a cross, there He died Body put in an empty grave, there He lied Forsaken in His hour of need by His very best friends Unworthy of this kind of death, this kind of end Each spike that pierced His skind, He felt Each cry of pain He yelled, they felt As His eyes watered over and we looked, we felt As the Father beheld His only Son, He felt Not an idea or philosophy Just a man who died for you and me He died to set all the captives free Open your heart to believe Each spike that pierced His skin, He felt Each cry of pain He yelled, they felt As His eyes watered over and we looked, we felt As the Father beheld His only Son, He felt

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